A Pretty Pickle

Today’s post comes from Linda.

When I’m having lunch with someone, I often hear myself asking “Do you want your pickle?”

It bothers me to see a pickle languishing on the plate. I estimate 80% of diners leave the pickle to be thrown away. What a waste.
I appreciate a good pickle. Or even a mediocre pickle.

What do you appreciate that others don’t?

74 thoughts on “A Pretty Pickle”

  1. I appreciate that for the moment, none of Neighbor’s cars are parked out in front of our house. It only matters when we have a guest, which isn’t often, but will be happening today.

    I know there is more, though, and I’ll be back when I think of another.

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  2. This sounds a little trite to my ears and probably no one else appreciates it because they don’t know about it. But I really appreciate when YA does her own dishes without being nagged. It happened this morning!

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    1. somebody once told me that doing the dishes is like wiping your butt
      it should be done as a quick clean up after the just completed activity
      kind of put a different spin on it for me


  3. OT. Don’t forget Blevins is tomorrow. My house. Moonglow and The Round House are the books. I have nine kinds of cookies done so far there should be 13 done by the time you get here tomorrow.


      1. Kind of what I was thinking, tim. I usually bring a dessert-y thing but I guess I won’t do that tomorrow. So no sweet potato pudding cake for you tomorrow, baboons.

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  4. I appreciate being home after a hard week at work. I wm sure other people appreciate that too, though. I also appreciate having a purring kitte draped across me right now.

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  5. Truth. That is, I appreciate truth in the form of conviction substantiated by careful thinking and factual evidence.

    I don’t have the energy to list all the things I don’t believe in, based on my standards for truth, but that list would include Mexican rapists, vampires, tax relief for billionaires, yetis, space aliens, trickle down economics, superheroes and other absurdities.

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  6. Linda, I like you and I appreciate your wit and wisdom, but you may not have my pickle.

    I apreciate kindness. I know it’s a sucker’s game and there’s no profit in it. Heck, the recipient may even be completely unaware that they are a beneficiary, or not be in the least grateful, but I still appreciate it when someone has the grace to think that far beyond themselves that far.

    I also appreciate black licorice in just about any form.

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        1. Tell Hans to hide his stash if I come around. Love the salty stuff.

          We used to go to the mega candy store on 169 and stock up during apple picking season. Need to figure out how to get back into that tradition.

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        2. I had a friend years ago, who was born in Denmark and her grandmother kept her supplied with Danish licorice, which she loved. Unfortunately, something about it, at least in the quantity she ate, depleted the potassium in her body to the point that she was in pretty rough shape for quite a while. I don’t recall the exact symptoms, but it was debilitating for a young mother of 3 little boys. Heavy potassium supplementation finally brought her back to normal.

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  7. I have a website domain name called the face place with the vision that I go up to people and ask if I can pick their picture with my iPhone and posted on the face place


  8. It’s very apparent that when you’re sitting inside your body you’re not really thinking about your face and when your face is brought to your attention the response and what happens to your face is always amazing

    Some people get up and except the fact that I just like their face some people get so embarrassed I can’t believe it some people say absolutely not but it’s always an interesting very telling response

    Many times I say nothing most times I say nothing and just enjoy looking at a persons face but you better not get caught

    Staring at a person’s face is like stealing their soul or something

    I look at it like studying art on the wall of the museum the intricacies the details and with faces the changes the expression the story told by a story that’s not told is immensely interesting fascinating and captivating for me

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    1. My tim translator isn’t working today. That’s okay, that’s cool.

      tim says something about “when you’re sitting inside your body” and on a good day I could just go with that, but then I have a day where I ask “When am I NOT sitting inside my body?” It’s all good.

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  9. I have capital letters and punctuation because I’m using dictation on my phone driving down the road and rather than correct it and get rid of the capitalization I have excepted it for what it is


    1. tim, we appreciate you and love your comments but I wish you wouldn’t dictate while driving. Thank you at least for not trying to correct things while driving.

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      1. What Ben said. Please Stay Off Your Phone (or other devices) While Driving, Everyone. My friend’s car was totaled a couple weeks ago by someone who ran a red light – I would not be surprised if the other driver was on his phone at the time. Thank goodness it was only her car that got hurt.


  10. I appreciate the support staff I have at work. Hiring freezes combined with employee buyouts have left our agency very short staffed in every department. I have no psychometrist to administer tests, so I have to sit and watch people take paper and pencil tests. Sometimes it takes them hours to do them, and I really can’t do anything else while I sit there except type my case notes, which doesn’t take that long. I have a very competent transcriptionist so I don’t have to type my own evaluations, and someone else who types my letters.

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  11. I appreciate humility, honesty, generosity, tolerance, graciousness and willing vulnerability. Contrary to the current political and social milieu, I consider those expressions of self-confidence and strength.

    The opposite– self-aggrandizement, deception, combativeness, selfishness, prejudice, and the lust for power I consider demonstrations of weakness.

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        1. the question was how many parents would be ok wioth their kids growing up to be 45… i agree too many silent majority right wing nut jobs exist out ther and we need to accept the reality of living amongst them. they would all be ok with me me me views of america. its a sad deal. why did we allow the drumps into america?


        1. My mother used to make us eat at least one small serving of everything that she served for dinner. Lima beans were not on my favorite list back then and I needed ketchup to get them down. Luckily I have discovered that if you make lima beans not out of a can they are a little bit better.


    1. Craving is a strong word, but yes, I like Brussels sprouts a lot and do get a hankering for them occasionally. Lima beans are OK, I’ll eat them without complaint if I’m served them, but I don’t go out of my way to cook them myself.


  12. I appreciate that some of the new homeowners on our street have decorated their houses with strings of lights for Christmas, and lucky for me, they are all on the other side of the street so I can see them from my front windows. Festive!

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  13. My friend, Sr. Beth, celebrated her 94th birthday a couple of weeks ago. She can barely see, and is physically frail, but her sense of humor is wonderfully intact, and she has a delightful, positive outlook on life. Her letters are charming and full of typos because of her poor eyesight. Her Christmas letter arrived today, and ended with this observation: “Someone in the adjoining room has the TV on at a very high volume, and I give thanks that I am able to take out my hearing aids and not go crazy with the loudness!!!!” Sr. Beth lives at the School Sisters of Notre Dame’s Mother House in Mankato, so the “someone” she’s referring to is another old nun who can’t hear. I’m enjoying the heck out of her while I can.

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  14. I appreciate pickles too, but I don’t think restaurant pickles count. That dull, limp spear on the plate doesn’t qualify. Usually. I suppose I could be wrong. I don’t eat restaurant pickles.

    Every night before bed I let the dogs out and I stand outside and look at the stars and I really appreciate that. And I really appreciate the nice weather we’ve had lately. Next week I may not linger out there so long. Bet the dogs won’t either.
    This summer I traded in tractors. Traded in a 1986 tractor for a 1997 tractor. It is newer and bigger with a different cab and I really appreciated running that this fall. It’s just nice all the way around.

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  15. I am very short of observable talents, but I am a great appreciator of many things. I love watching someone who is good at something, do what it is they are good at. I like watching weavers weave, knitters knit, pit crews dismantle and reassemble race cars between drag races (haven’t done that in decades, but one year at BIR it was fascinating). I have no musical or artistic talent, but I’m a great appreciation of a wide variety of music and those who make it, and of art and artists. It goes on and on. By appreciating a variety of skills and the skilled, I can usually locate quality products when I need something, and, better yet, steer someone else to something they need or want when they mention it to me. So I guess being an appreciator is my talent, in a manner of speaking.

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    1. I love your opening line, OC. I enjoy watching people doing things well . . . just about any people doing just about anything. Someone paddling a canoe with clean, efficient strokes. Someone cooking pancakes exactly right. Someone with a camera celebrating the beauty of small, ordinary things. Someone interacting with a fussy baby, anticipating its needs and deflecting its distress. A doctor staring into the murk of an Xray and seeing the truth hidden inside.

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  16. OT Happy Sunday, Baboons. If you watch much TV, you are certain to see amusing commercials for Farmer’s Insurance. Farmer’s has been running commercials in which people have exotic accidents, followed by the catchphrase, “And we covered that accident in ___. Farmer’s. We know a thing or two because we’ve seen a thing or two.”

    Perhaps you’ve wondered about those odd accidents. I have.

    In one I saw this morning a costumed character in a parade has to bail out of his car because it is on fire. The car is shown only fleetingly, perhaps to avoid a lawsuit from the manufacturer. I have special eyes in this case, however, so I can tell you the car shown is a 1965 Corvair. I know this because I once owned a white 1965 Corvair.

    One day in 1968 I jumped in my Corvair, inserted the key and started the engine. An hour later, as the Orono Fire Department truck left the scene, my Corvair was a smoldering blob of metal looking like a marshmallow someone toasted way too much.

    So . . . those commercials? I think they are the real deal. Because of my experience I know a thing or two about design flaws in 1965 Corvairs.

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  17. I appreciate old churches. I just attended a short bell choir concert in a little church I’d never been in, and it was not only charming, the acoustics were pretty darn good. There are several old churches here that host holiday concerts and allow for a great sound – I’m looking forward to this month of music.

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